~     sylveon     ~   
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
          countersense fairy   
      canine?                     
                          palliative? 
                                 
 appearance: sylveon  resemble dogs in   
  many ways, with  similar small  bodies 
    and faces. they are  small and  
      nimble, and with  white fur.  
                               
                                 
 the  most  striking  feature is      
 their "ribbons",   long  flat  feelers 
 that  they    use  to  bind     or  to 
 interface with   the  minds  of others 
                          
   the  ribbons play  a  large social   
   role  among  sylveons.            
   they induce  a sense of wellbeing, 
  and can ease  pain if   applied     
 close to a wound.     it  is thought 
 they  feed off the pain  of  others    
                  this  way.   
                              
                              
       sylveon  are  great partners 
 to  humans, but  care  should be taken  
 to  limit  exposure  to   ribbons,    
  since  with prolonged  contact      
  the consciousnesses  start  to  blend, 
 an   environment   in   which         
 the  sylveon  is much  more  at  home,  
    and   it   will   take    advantage. 
                     
   medicinal                     
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 its   sap                        
         poison        putting 
 thoughts     into            
 not   killed.                      
   but  is    loyal    (lie!  lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 the nature  of the  coma depends on  the 
 intensity of  the  sylveon's feeding.   
      you will succumb  to  a     
         fast-growing  addiction   
  that leads  to a  submissive      
     and  sluggish  state       
                
  eventually  you will  slowly slip  
   into    a    long    slumber,   
  becoming      sap    in the vines